At thirty-nine, Dane has begun to think that life holds no surprises for him. His last relationship was twelve years ago and, apart from a couple of flings, there has been no one special in his life for so long, he has given up even thinking about meeting anyone. His work keeps him busy and he's used to going on holidays by himself or with friends. He hasn't really missed having someone to love, and to love him back. Although sometimes ...<br><br>One day, he's cleaning the sliding door when he notices movement in the villa next to his. It's his new neighbour. His handsome new neighbour. He pretends he isn't watching the hot, semi-naked man. Later when he bumps into the man, Tassos, he's invited in for a juice. Who is this man?

When You Least Expect It

“And you write English language textbooks?”


Dane chuckled. “I know. That’s what I mean.”


Tas slid off Dane, their bodies still touching as they lay side by side.


Dane sought out Tas’s hand, taking it in his. “Thank you.”


Tas turned to face him. “It was all my pleasure. My gift to you.”


“You’re the new neighbour. Ishould be the one giving youa gift.”


Tas squeezed Dane’s hand. “You did.”  3


The following two weeks of editing and rewriting with Erica morphed into three weeks. Three weeks of late nights, meeting up on weekends, and enough coffee to give a toddler a heart attack. There was barely time to think about Tas, although there were moments when Dane’s mind did wander. And Erica always seemed to catch them.


“Okay. Who is he?” she asked, taking a drag on her fiftieth cigarette of the day. For despite her protestations that “I only smoke when I’m stressed,” Dane had to wonder.


Chapter 6